Self-pity is the simplest luxury.

Sorrow is how we learn to love. Your heart isn't breaking. It hurts because it's getting larger. The larger it gets, the more love it holds.

Self-pity is the simplest luxury.

I believe that we often disguise pain through ritual and it may be the only solace we have.

Virginia Woolf said that writers must be androgynous. I'll go a step further. You must be bisexual.

We animals live life in all its glorious uncertainty. Why do politicians think they can control events?

I don't believe in straight or gay. I really don't. I think we're all degrees of bisexual.